Random sentences (or two) from letters from friends, acquaintances, and loved ones, circa 1988-1993. (Man, in this day of quick, disposable e-mails, actual handwritten letters are like gold leaf to me. SO glad I saved so many of 'em.)
"It's such a pleasure to ask myself in the summer: What should I do now?"
"I love you."
"Well, chemistry (aka the deepest, darkest, foulest-smelling pit in hell) beckons, and as always, I heed its call." (Written on the back of recycled old chemistry papers, no less.)
"Have fun writing advice letters, luv. (I can just hear you laughing at those letters!)"
"I feel the need for speed - rollerblade style, that is."
"I think I'll go to Spain. Beautiful country, they speak Spanish, FABULOUS food, and a beautiful way of life - no hurry, no worry, no timekeeping, no problems."
"The kids are a blast to be with. Want to hear about them? You don't have much of a choice, do you?"
"I love the Scorpions (did you know they sold out 10 shows in Leningrad, Russia??!!)."
"I don't care though, because I like it, and it's my ear!"
"So after being significantly incoherent this evening, we are leaving at 12:00 noon tomorrow to go to a keg party with the social group that I want to pledge - the Sponges."
"AEROBICS FROM HELL calls me - my muscles already hurt, but Holy Moses, I'm gonna be able to wear a size seven COMFORTABLY."
"What I'd really like to know is how you're going to kill me when I live 2000 miles away!"
"My birthday is Wednesday - the big one-nine. God, I'm old."
"Sorry I can't share this one with you. But what will be will be. Smile."
"The reason I go along with the great Santa Claus 'lie' to my kids is because I truly believe and it is because of this article and what it says. Sometimes we all need to believe in 'lies.'"
"I'm sorry you hate your YTC school." (YTC = "yuppie training camp")
"To make a long story short, the fuckers arrested all twelve of us."
"Mom just came in and handed me a feeler from Northwestern! Awesome! Let's see what it says...college here is hell, write if you're interested. Am I ever!"
"Hey, right back soon. (Boy, it's nice to not have to worry about spelling things correctly anymore!)"